Someone Like You III:
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"He really did that?" Luna Lovegood laughed much to Harry Potter's embarrassment.
"Non รจ quello divertente!" (it's not that funny!) Harry flushed. But hearing her musical laughter lessened his anger. And he found out that he can't stay mad at her for long.
"So you're stuck in speaking Italian?" she smiled. Harry merely sighed and leaned on the window sill.
"Siete l'unico l'altra persona che potrebbe capirla," (You're the only other person who could understand me) Harry smiled as he looked at her. He never noticed it before but she was beautiful. Well that was not quite true. He noticed before but he was to daft to notice.
Ginny pointed this out a few times before.
"Hermione, right?" she guessed. It did not surprise him the least that she guesssed it right. "So? How is she?"
"Frustrato,"(Frustrated) Harry smirked.
"Let me guess. Ron?" Luna laughed. "What did he do this time?"
/An: Due to technical difficulties, only the translations will be written./
(She wouldn't say) Harry sighed. (It must be something personal)
Luna had a mischievous smile in her lips as if she had a terrible secret she wantet to share.
"Moaning Myrtile caught Ron with his pants down," she snickered. Harry blinked in confusion in her statement.
(She's been peeking in the men's wash again?) Harry asked much to Luna's mirth.
"It's the other way around," she said. "He snuck into her toilet."
(So?) Harry shrugged (He's been in and out that bathroom for so long it seems like he lives there)
"He was not alone in that endeavour," Luna smiled. It took Harry a moment for her words to register.
(You're joking,) he looked at her incredulously. But even though her eyes were filled with mirth, she was dead serious.
"Pants down and skirts up," she mumbled making Harry blush furiously. "You know you're cute when you blush."
(Would you stop talking about them,) he cringed. (Now I'm going to have nightmares about them.)
"Sorry," she smiled. "Ginny did say that you have a lively immagination."
(In what manner?) Harry asked nervously. He knew that Ginny and Luna were close. But how close is close?
"Let's see........." Luna tapped her wand in thought. "Muggle handcuffs, bondage spells, S&M whips, by the lake, in Snape's office, in Madam Pomfrey's office while you broke your leg from the last quidditch game......... I could go on." They were closer that he thought. Harry flushed in embarrassment.
(She told you all that?) he sighed. He wouldn't tell Ron about his and Ginny's trysts even though they were close. Hell, how would you tell YOUR best friend that you were shagging his sister. Facing Voldemort is a better option that that. Hell, he may even survive the dark lord.
But surviving the Weasleys was another matter.
(You, my angel, are a gossip) Harry sighed. Luna shrugged shyly.
"My father has plans to leave the Quibbler to me," she explained. "Don't worry. The adventures of 'Don Harry de Gryffindor' will not be made public."
(You make me sound like I shag every single girl in Hogwarts) his brows furrowed as he looked at Luna with suspicious eyes.
"Have you?" she teased as she giggled. Harry was about to tell her off when she suddenly stood and kissed his cheek, leaving him bewildered. "I have to go," she said as she walked towards the door. Harry was still shocked by her kiss that he was speachless. All he could do was follow her with his gaze.
Luna paused at the door and smiled at him. "See you around Harry," she said and giggled her way out of the room. For a few moments, he didn't move but felt himself smile.
He realized that he was more than intrigued by Luna.
What he realized was something more.
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"He really did that?" Luna Lovegood laughed much to Harry Potter's embarrassment.
"Non รจ quello divertente!" (it's not that funny!) Harry flushed. But hearing her musical laughter lessened his anger. And he found out that he can't stay mad at her for long.
"So you're stuck in speaking Italian?" she smiled. Harry merely sighed and leaned on the window sill.
"Siete l'unico l'altra persona che potrebbe capirla," (You're the only other person who could understand me) Harry smiled as he looked at her. He never noticed it before but she was beautiful. Well that was not quite true. He noticed before but he was to daft to notice.
Ginny pointed this out a few times before.
"Hermione, right?" she guessed. It did not surprise him the least that she guesssed it right. "So? How is she?"
"Frustrato,"(Frustrated) Harry smirked.
"Let me guess. Ron?" Luna laughed. "What did he do this time?"
/An: Due to technical difficulties, only the translations will be written./
(She wouldn't say) Harry sighed. (It must be something personal)
Luna had a mischievous smile in her lips as if she had a terrible secret she wantet to share.
"Moaning Myrtile caught Ron with his pants down," she snickered. Harry blinked in confusion in her statement.
(She's been peeking in the men's wash again?) Harry asked much to Luna's mirth.
"It's the other way around," she said. "He snuck into her toilet."
(So?) Harry shrugged (He's been in and out that bathroom for so long it seems like he lives there)
"He was not alone in that endeavour," Luna smiled. It took Harry a moment for her words to register.
(You're joking,) he looked at her incredulously. But even though her eyes were filled with mirth, she was dead serious.
"Pants down and skirts up," she mumbled making Harry blush furiously. "You know you're cute when you blush."
(Would you stop talking about them,) he cringed. (Now I'm going to have nightmares about them.)
"Sorry," she smiled. "Ginny did say that you have a lively immagination."
(In what manner?) Harry asked nervously. He knew that Ginny and Luna were close. But how close is close?
"Let's see........." Luna tapped her wand in thought. "Muggle handcuffs, bondage spells, S&M whips, by the lake, in Snape's office, in Madam Pomfrey's office while you broke your leg from the last quidditch game......... I could go on." They were closer that he thought. Harry flushed in embarrassment.
(She told you all that?) he sighed. He wouldn't tell Ron about his and Ginny's trysts even though they were close. Hell, how would you tell YOUR best friend that you were shagging his sister. Facing Voldemort is a better option that that. Hell, he may even survive the dark lord.
But surviving the Weasleys was another matter.
(You, my angel, are a gossip) Harry sighed. Luna shrugged shyly.
"My father has plans to leave the Quibbler to me," she explained. "Don't worry. The adventures of 'Don Harry de Gryffindor' will not be made public."
(You make me sound like I shag every single girl in Hogwarts) his brows furrowed as he looked at Luna with suspicious eyes.
"Have you?" she teased as she giggled. Harry was about to tell her off when she suddenly stood and kissed his cheek, leaving him bewildered. "I have to go," she said as she walked towards the door. Harry was still shocked by her kiss that he was speachless. All he could do was follow her with his gaze.
Luna paused at the door and smiled at him. "See you around Harry," she said and giggled her way out of the room. For a few moments, he didn't move but felt himself smile.
He realized that he was more than intrigued by Luna.
What he realized was something more.
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